tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38077869270883172492011-04-21T15:41:22.365-07:00Juan?http://www.blogger.com/profile/07894536702145432394noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807786927088317249.post-60715922417190325462008-10-08T00:56:00.000-07:002008-10-08T01:15:17.130-07:00artist:poison<br />song:every rose has its thorn<br />album: best of poison<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eu2DA4I4TGw<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu2DA4I4TGw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu2DA4I4TGw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Every Rose Has It's Thorn Lyrics:<br /><br />We both lie silently stillIn the dead of the night<br />Although we both lie close together<br />We feel miles apart inside<br />Was it something I said or something I did<br />Did my words not come out right<br />Though I tried not to hurt you<br />Though I tried<br />But I guess thats why they say<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Every rose has its thorn<br />Just like every night has its dawn<br />Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song<br />Every rose has its thorn<br /><br />Yeah it does<br /><br />I listen to our favorite song<br />Playing on the radio<br />Hear the dj say loves a game of easy come and<br />Easy go<br />But I wonder does he know<br />Has he ever felt like this<br />And I know that youd be here right now<br />If I could have let you know somehow<br />I guess<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Every rose has its thorn<br />Just like every night has its dawn<br />Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song<br />Every rose has its thorn<br /><br />Though its been a while now<br />I can still feel so much pain<br />Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals<br />But the scar, that scar remains<br /><br />Solo<br /><br />I know I could have saved a love that night<br />If Id known what to say<br />Instead of makin love<br />We both made our separate ways<br />But now I hear you found somebody new<br />And that I never meant that much to you<br />To hear that tears me up inside<br />And to see you cuts me like a knife<br />I guess<br /><br />Chorus:<br /> Every rose has its thorn<br />Just like every night has its dawn<br />Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song<br />Every rose has its thorn<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3807786927088317249-6071592241719032546?l=jrodriguez10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juan?http://www.blogger.com/profile/07894536702145432394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807786927088317249.post-77664079120569882982008-09-24T09:21:00.000-07:002008-09-24T09:27:24.931-07:00Juan<br /><div>Child of Rosa Garcia<br /></div> <div>Who loves to skate and have fun<br /></div> <div>Who hates being bored and boring days </div> <div>Who wants to go around the world<br /></div> <div>Who wishes he couldve met jim morrison<br /></div> <div>Who is scared of losing someone he loves<br /></div> <div>Who dreams of living a good life<br /></div> <div>Who is determined to get good at skating<br /></div> <div>Who values his family<br /></div> <div>Who is proud of ever being born<br /></div> <div>Who graduated from middle school<br /></div> <div>Who lives in Highland Park<br />Juan<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3807786927088317249-7766407912056988298?l=jrodriguez10laichs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juan?http://www.blogger.com/profile/07894536702145432394noreply@blogger.com0